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quietplacelogs2018-02-28 05:37 pm
bequiet) wrote in quietplacelogs2018-02-28 05:37 pm
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MOD LOG #2
MOD LOG #2
Now we're back to the beginning
Content Warnings: Death, apocalypse, a shit storm generally, pigeon death
Themes: Survival, plot
As noted on the ooc plotting post, this prompt is in the form of a Network Post via the native who runs the Bulletin Board. The post can be found here. Out of the five separate teams, all groups decided to share the footage they found. On the morning of the first, the footage will go live as a compilation in order of oldest to newest. Character's devices will update at the same time. The weather is overcast and sullen, befitting the news, and characters can talk to each other on the network post or play out their reactions on the log here.
Will you stay or will you go
Content Warnings: NONE
Themes: Survival, plot
On the morning of the second, the locals will call a meeting at town hall. All soundproofing and partnering rules apply - find a person and help soundproof the area. This is so that everyone can speak during the meeting. The found footage has unsettled the natives and after the community takes a seat, Constance will share some interesting backstory. As one of the oldest members of the community, Constance wasn't alive when the Sound Eaters first came but she heard stories from her great grandmother. The 'tales' have taken twists and turns over time, leaving the survivors with a watered down version of events that amounts to - they came and everyone had to be quiet.
An elderly native will come forward and admit that they arrived through the Reset Room when they were a teenager and have been living there ever since. They tried to get home and they could never find away. Most interestingly, to those that listen closely to his story, is that he came with a sibling who was killed by a Sound Eater and wasn't Reset. Yet, he's known people to come through the Reset Room, die, and come back. Piping up from the background, another local mentions that those born in the world they're in now (natives) aren't reset when they die. It's not something they have any real understanding of. Arrivals tend to disappear at random times, stay in the community, or leave; those that choose to depart and explore the world never make it very far. Whether this is from Sound Eaters alone or someone or something else, the natives don't know. It's obvious they are frightened and don't go beyond what they know is safe.
The natives will now ask the characters if they will stay as permanent members of the community. If they choose to, they will be given the option to take on an apartment that is completely soundproofed, furnished, and will be accepted completely by the natives. This can open up doors for characters to become important parts of the community. No character has to agree to become permanent members. If a character chooses not to, the arrangement they're in will stay the same until a few months from now when the natives ask again. Arrivals are given the chance to talk to one another so that they can decide and digest the new information. There is also a comment below to ask the natives questions 'in front of' the entire community.
ooc: Players have until apps close this upcoming round to comment to the housing page saying that their character chose to be permanent members and are taking an apartment. The apartment is located closer to the Reset Room and are either one or two bedrooms; please note which one your character is taking.
Therefore I lie with her
Content Warnings: NONE
Themes: Survival, plot
The native Constance, who hands out the devices, has decided to step back from a leadership role and has submitted the names of those that she believes could lead the group better than she has. Please vote responsibly. During dinner, a group meal prepared and served in the town hall, slips of paper will be passed around with a pencil for everyone to vote. They will be anonymous unless the person chooses to share out loud who they voted for. There won't be much time for campaigning, but candidates are allowed to do so if they'd like - either handwaved or through their own posts/top-levels.
THE CANDIDATES:
- Frank Castle
- Erik Lehnsherr
- Teddy Upsilon
- Richie Tozier
- Akira Kurusu
- Merlan O'Keefe
OOC
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He blinks hard once more, then nods in return, though it's debatable how much of what Akira signed actually got through to him. He looks and feels completely lethargic, a rag doll against the wall.
... were he not sedated, he might actually feel some level of nervous. He's quite defenseless after all, and while he knew most people wouldn't try anything untoward or do something to take advantage of his vulnerability... whose to say that an exception doesn't exist among the group here... As it is? He'll just be leaning there quietly, eyes lidded.
At least he isn't making sound anymore...]
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But he...
... Right now, the priority is getting everyone stabilized insofar as he and Emily are able. And speaking of? Akechi is currently his priority.
He's gently cradles the other young man's chin with one hand, his other hand reaching for the small flashlight in his bag. He uses the light to look at the older teen's eyes. To test the response to it. To see his reaction, in general, to suddenly having his face taken without warning. To suddenly having a bright light shining in his eyes.
He knows how Goro Akechi might usually react to something like that, after all.
But, with that out of the way, he briefly rests a hand on Akechi's shoulder, and then heads off to quickly get that water. He's back not even thirty seconds later because they're kind of really super close to the spot he set it up. Small miracles.
Anyway, once he's back, he at least briefly considers just offering it?? But, yeah, no. He's going to help him drink this, so have the cup gently resting against your lips, ol' buddy ol' pal.
He signs with his other hand, hopefully where Akechi can see it: ]
Drink please.
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He relaxes again once the light is out of his eyes, resting there with his train of thought aimlessly wandering with little rhyme or reason. Should he go home and rest? Maybe he should go home and rest...
He's starting to move to get up when a cup is shoved in his face, and he makes a bit of a face, pouting again at the black-haired boy. Why are you pestering him...!!
Granted, at least some part of his mind is registering that, perhaps, Kurusu means to help him... so though he'd tensed like he was about to struggle... his expression softens a bit and he relaxes... though his hand does come up to take the cup first. He's lethargic, thanks, not invalid... anyway, going to sip at that water, now.]
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He seems bothered by neither one - only the situation itself. But, said situation aside ( or... honestly, because of it ), he rests a hand on Akechi's shoulder as he drinks the water. It hadn't been that he believes he's invalid, per se... He's just trying to make sure he doesn't up and just... miss his own lips?? Or spill the water in some other way, really?
Either way, though, he's giving the older teen a calm expression. He can be calm and confident and determined to keep Akechi safe. He takes a deep breath. Nothing's going to happen to these people because some fucking idiot thought this all was a fine idea.
... Whoops, he looks pissed again. ANOTHER DEEP BREATH. It's fine. It's all fucking fine.
Augh......... ]
Clinic?
[ Maybe he'll get that Akira's asking if he wants to go there... Or if he minds that Akira basically drags him there...
Because hey guess what he's gonna be taking him to the clinic. ]
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But he doesn't mind it. Kurusu's presence is... comforting. Reassuring. Even though he's not at his best right now... this is one person who would never dare to take advantage of him— ... at least not anymore.
It's interesting to see that anger flashing through his eyes. Actually... there's something that's really quite attractive about it. About that determination, that hidden ruthlessness in Akira Kurusu.
... where are his thoughts going, exactly...?
Wait, what about the clinic?— hey...!
It's a concentrated effort to both get up and keep his water steady, lest he spill it all over the ground and get them killed... He's coming, he's coming! Geez...]
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So, that's right - there's definitely zero chance he'd take advantage of him.
But, he's careful in moving Akechi to his feet, at least? He watches that water! He helps make sure it doesn't spill, and he's very gentle with guiding him into a standing position. His hold is firm, but not roughly so. He considers sliding and arm around him to keep him upright...
... But he'll save that for if Akechi will be needing the extra help.
For now, he rests one hand against the older teen's upper back, the other hand lightly pressed against Akechi's upper arm. He's basically ready to grab him at any moment, but still wanting to give him some independence...? A chance to keep himself upright?
If all is well, he'll start them that way... ]
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... still, better that than to endanger Akira's life— and his, he... supposes.
The frustration at the situation ends up quickly melting away as he walks, his thoughts drifting more to the warm, compassionate, supportive boy next to him. Every time something like this happens he finds himself questioning why Akira is so... good to him. For everything he's done, he's had more than enough reason to push him away, to treat him just as horribly in return. He's completely justified.
Instead he's like this— expressing concern and worry over him, eager to help him out, feeling guilt and apologizing... yielding to him.
He will never understand it... but he is grateful for it. Because in this vulnerable state... he actually has someone he can rely on and trust...
So he allows himself to tilt and lean into that supportive body; a quiet announcement of his trust and gratitude for him. He never would have done this before, but... things had happened, since they arrived here, and after Akira's death... well. He deeply regretted how he'd acted since they had arrived here. Something like this... is more appropriate. Something like this is what Akira deserves... if, indeed, one of the things he so desperately wants is for Akechi to be able to rely on him...
... and it hurts much less, besides. It's even... warming. Healing...]
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It could easily go back to that, once the drugs are out of Akechi's system, and there's been time for the older teen to properly get over how Akira had died. But for now he's okay with things being this way. With them being calmer around one another. So, he won't push anything with any of it for now. Maybe later he can begin trying to help the once detective think better of himself, but for now...
With a silent exhale, he firms his hold just a bit, turning it a bit more... secure. Protective in that he'll do literally everything in his power to keep Akechi standing upright. ]